Biography:
Frankie Laine, born Francesco Paolo LoVecchio (30 March 1913 – 6 February 2007), was an American singer and one of the more successful hit-makers of the late 1940s and early 1950s. Laine has had worldwide sales of over 250 million disks, and has earned 21 gold records. Originally a rhythm and blues influenced jazz singer, his energetic, passionate style has led some to consider him the first of the blue-eyed soul singers. Eventually he expanded to such varied genres as popular standards
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[Verse]
D G
Bullet in my shoulder, blood runnin' down my vest,
A D G A D
twenty in the posse and they're never gonna let me rest.
D G D A
Till I became a wanted man I never even owned a gun,
G A
but now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
G A G A D
and I'm always, always, always on the run.
D G A D
I killed poor Jed Brine in abad Laredo fight,
G A D
killed him with my bare hands for the girl I loved that night.
G D G D
Jed's brother's out to get me, he's comin' with a gang,
G D G A D
but I'd rather shoot it out, by God, than let 'em watch me hang.
[Chorus]
D G
Bullet in my shoulder !! Blood !! runnin' down my vest!
D A
Twenty in the posse, and they're never gonna let me rest !
D G D A
Till I became a wanted man I never even owned a gun,
G A
but now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
G A G A D
and I'm always, always, always on the run.
[Verse]
D G A D
She had spangles on her red dress, she had laughter in her voice.
G A D
When he tried to put his hands on her, my heart left me no choice.
G D G D
But was she really worth it? Well, I guess I'll never know,
G D G A D
she'll be drinking someone else's rye, when I'm six feet below.
[Chorus]
D G
Bullet in my shoulder !! Blood !! unnin' down my vest!
D A
Twenty in the posse, and they're never gonna let me rest !
D G D A
Till I became a wanted man I never even owned a gun,
G A
but now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
G A G A D
and I'm always, always, always on the run.
G A D G A D G A D
a wanted man, a wanted man, on the run.
D G
Bullet in my shoulder, blood runnin' down my vest,
A D G A D
twenty in the posse and they're never gonna let me rest.
D G D A
Till I became a wanted man I never even owned a gun,
G A
but now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
G A G A D
and I'm always, always, always on the run.
D G A D
I killed poor Jed Brine in abad Laredo fight,
G A D
killed him with my bare hands for the girl I loved that night.
G D G D
Jed's brother's out to get me, he's comin' with a gang,
G D G A D
but I'd rather shoot it out, by God, than let 'em watch me hang.
[Chorus]
D G
Bullet in my shoulder !! Blood !! runnin' down my vest!
D A
Twenty in the posse, and they're never gonna let me rest !
D G D A
Till I became a wanted man I never even owned a gun,
G A
but now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
G A G A D
and I'm always, always, always on the run.
[Verse]
D G A D
She had spangles on her red dress, she had laughter in her voice.
G A D
When he tried to put his hands on her, my heart left me no choice.
G D G D
But was she really worth it? Well, I guess I'll never know,
G D G A D
she'll be drinking someone else's rye, when I'm six feet below.
[Chorus]
D G
Bullet in my shoulder !! Blood !! unnin' down my vest!
D A
Twenty in the posse, and they're never gonna let me rest !
D G D A
Till I became a wanted man I never even owned a gun,
G A
but now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
G A G A D
and I'm always, always, always on the run.
G A D G A D G A D
a wanted man, a wanted man, on the run.
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